"My my Mrs Grey I think that's the most I've seen you eaten in a while." Christian smirked as he looked to his wife after she finished off her chicken and bacon pasta bake. It was so good to see her eat.
Ana blushed slightly hearing him and gave a shrug as she took a sip of her water. "Guess the baby has a bit of an appetite tonight and it was food that didn't really require using a knife and a fork so was easy."
Christian smiled as he gently took her hand in his. "Well I like it when baby has an appetite. And you know you can always ask me to cut your food for you although I think that Mrs Jones would have pre-cut the food for you anyway. She's good like that."
"I know I guess it's just a bit embarrassing." She smiled and nodded. "She is the best." She told him with a smile before she shrugged a little. "I'm hoping they'll take this thing off tomorrow."
"I thought bones took up to six weeks to heal?" Christian asked with a slight frown.
"They do but it seems silly that I have a whole arm cast on when they can just give me a splint for my hand. At least if I wear a splint I'll be able to do things a bit easier and not have this huge thing in the way all the time. Hopefully they'll be able to see signs of healing too seeing as it was only the one bone broken in my hand."
"Hopefully." He smiled and took a sip of his wine before looking to her. "What time is your appointment? I'll make sure I'm there on time."
"Not till eleven o'clock." She shrugged. "You don't have to come if you're too busy. It's just a check-up. Making sure all the infections are clearing up and all that…"
Christian looked to her. "I'll be there. I'll take my car to work, Taylor will follow me then come back here for you and I'll meet you at the hospital." He told her with a soft smile as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Would you like anything else to eat?"
Ana smiled to him before shaking her head. "No I'm good. Think Mrs Jones's pasta bake certainly filled the gap."
Christian smiled and nodded before looking to her. "You still want to talk some more?" He asked curiously to her. He didn't want to push her if she was feeling tired or had changed her mind.
Ana nodded. "Can we go out on the balcony?"
"Of course." Christian told her with a smile as he got to his feet and held out his hand for her.
Taking his hand, Ana moved down off her seat before they headed out to the balcony, as Christian moved a throw around her to keep her warm she couldn't help but smile. Stepping out onto the balcony she let herself adjust the weather before she took a seat, bringing her legs up, looking as Christian moved his chair next to hers before moving her legs onto his lap.
"Comfy Mrs Grey?" Christian asked with a soft smile as he rubbed her feet.
"Very." Ana replied softly to him before she looked to him once more, moving the throw around her more as she thought. She didn't really know where to start.
Noticing that she had gone quiet and seeing she was thinking, Christian looked to her briefly before he looked to his hand as he kept rubbing her feet. "How do you feel since telling me about your burns?" He asked to her softly before looking to her.
Ana nodded. "Better." She admitted to him. "I feel like a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders."
"Why didn't you want to tell me about them?" He asked curiously.
"Honestly? Because I thought you'd understand." She looked to him. "And I know to a certain extent you do. I know we went through two very different ordeals… so I thought I wouldn't need to explain but then Flynn said I should so you truly understand." She shrugged before looking to him. "Your trauma shaped your life and the choices you then made later on in life…I don't want to that to happen to me because I have my life, you are my life and nothing is ever going to change that, not even what Jack did to me. I just want to get back to normal. I don't want you worrying or being scared of what's going to be the outcome of this because in my mind….one day we are going to forget about it and it's just going to be a thing of the past. Flynn said what happened has happened we can't change it…so think about our future. You and our baby are my future."
"And that will be our future." He told her looking to her. "And Anastasia…you have no idea how much I want to take this pain away from you. If I could make you forget what happened to you I would. I want nothing more than for you to feel safe and be happy again." He sighed. "But Flynn is annoyingly right. Like with me and my therapy we don't dwell on the past…we work on our future…and that is something I am very excited about. Especially now with our baby…"
"I know I'm pregnant…" She began before she looked to him. "And I know right now you're probably going to be in over protective mode until this baby is born, but I'm pregnant. It's completely natural and normal. I'm not an invalid…"
Christian nodded. "I know….but you also know I'm over protective of you anyway. I just can't help it sometimes and I will admit now that we are having a baby I do just want to wrap you in bubble wrap and lock you up in our penthouse…"
"I know. But it can be suffocating." She told him. She had to be honest with him. "You're my husband. Not my babysitter."
Christian looked to her. "I know…and I will try…but you are my whole world Ana…if I lost you…I don't know what I would do without you..."
Ana looked to him and nodded. "I get that…and I don't know what I'd do without you…I want my security to stay the same, Prescott saved my life and dare I say it I like Sawyer. I feel safe with him when I'm not with you or Taylor…" She paused and looked to him. "I would like to make one request though."
Christian nodded. "I'm hoping to have Prescott back by the end of the week. Her investigation is going to be closed. She was doing her job but its protocol they got to follow." He rolled his eyes before he looked to her and nodded. "All I want is for you to feel safe…" He whispered before he raised an eyebrow. "Okay…"
"As you are aware, I made it pretty clear that when we bumped into Mrs Robinson in the club that I will not have our child in breathing distance of her…" She looked to him. "If I see that woman again I will not be held accountable for my actions and if it is to happen I don't want security to stop me…"
"Ana…"
"No." Ana cut in looking to him. "She purposely tried to turn me against you. She wanted to destroy what we have. You said you've cut all ties to her. I've been so tempted to go and see her to give her a peace of my mind but I haven't because I know you wouldn't like it and knowing she would actually enjoy me confronting her." She shook her head and sighed. "I'm still hurt that you went to see her when I was in hospital."
"I know…" He whispered with a sigh before looking to her. "You have no idea how sorry I am. I generally went out for air then tried to see Flynn and then just walked…when she saw me she knew something was wrong and I knew she wouldn't let it go…" He looked to her. "But I'm denying your request." He told her firmly. "I do not want you…fighting or having a shouting match with her because that is exactly what she wants and you and the baby do not need the stress of her." He told her. "I'm praying now…that she will finally leave us alone. For good. She has no ties to me and she has no ties to my family. I'm hoping this is the end. You have my word when I say that I will never be near that woman again."
Ana pouted a little as he denied her request before she listened to him. Nodding slightly she then moved and got up before she climbed onto his lap, happily straddling him as she looked down to him. "You told Flynn I was having nightmares…" She whispered to him, her eyes searching his.
"Out of fear." He admitted to her. "That nightmare you had the other night…really scared me because I saw how scared you were. I've never seen you like that and I just didn't know what to do…and then I just held you all night…I know I've had nightmares in the past…but yours was so…vivid that you were lashing out…"
"It was scary." She admitted to him. "And I'm sorry I scared you. Last night…even though I had still had a nightmare…it wasn't anywhere near as bad as the last one and that was because I was in your arms." She ran her fingers through his hair. "You roughly know about my nightmares…but I'm just not ready to go through them yet. I told Flynn the same…"
"We only need to talk about what you want to talk about…" He whispered to her. "If the nightmares are just too much…we don't have to talk about them."
Ana looked to him. "Maybe one day…" She whispered to him before pressing her forehead to his.
Christian nodded to her. "You look tired."
"I am feeling a bit sluggish." She whispered to him.
"How about we get into bed? I'll see if Mrs Jones will do us her famous hot chocolate before she turns in for the night."
Ana smiled tiredly to him. "That sounds…perfect." Getting to her feet, she moved the throw around her more, a shiver running up her spine. She didn't if she was genuinely cold or if it was because she was now feeling tired. Heading back into the apartment, Ana made her way to the bedroom to get ready for bed.
Getting to his feet, Christian followed her inside, watching her head to the bedroom he then headed to the kitchen, smiling as he saw Gail cleaning up. "Mrs Jones was wondering if I could make a request before you turn in for the night."
Looking up Gail smiled. "Of course. What is it Mr Grey?"
"Me and Ana would really love some hot chocolate for bed."
Gail's smile widened. "No problem at all Mr Grey…"
"But…" Christian began looking to her. "Would you be able to teach me how you make it? I'd like to be able to make it for Ana if you are off or not around."
Gail looked to him in awe. "Of course. Come by me and I'll show you." She instructed softly as she went to the cupboard and pulled out the hot chocolate and popped the kettle on. As Christian stood by her she smiled and grabbed two hot chocolate mugs. "Okay so all you need to do is boil the kettle, I would fill it up more than usual as these mugs are quite wide and then it's just two teaspoons of this powder but I always put in an extra one so it's more chocolatey." She mused with a grin to him. "And then…" She trailed off as the kettle boiled and began to pour the water into the mugs. "Fill it up to about here so you have about an inch to an inch and a half, stir and then…." She headed to the fridge and grabbed some whipped cream before going into the cupboard and getting some marshmallows and chocolate shavings. Moving back to Christian she shook the whipped cream and squirted it in the shape of a circle on top of the hot chocolate so it was a complete later of cream before she then added a small handful of marshmallows and some chocolate shavings. "Ta da. As easy as that Mr Grey." She smiled to him and offered him the cream. "Would you like to try?"
Christian watched her carefully. It seemed easy enough. As she offered him the cream he nodded and smiled before he repeated her actions onto his own mug. Adding the marshmallows and the chocolate shavings he then smiled. "And that's it?" He asked looking to her.
"And that's it." She confirmed with a smile to him. "And in here…" She began as she headed over to the cupboard and opened it up to show Christian. "These are Mrs Grey's favourite biscuits if she has sweet tooth. Normally if you're working late I'll make her a hot chocolate and I'll take her two biscuits."
"I'll remember that." He told her with a smile as he picked up the mugs. "Thank you Mrs Jones. I'll see you in the morning."
"No problem at all Mr Grey. Goodnight." She chimed to him.
"Goodnight." He called back before heading into the bedroom. Not seeing Ana he frowned. "Ana?" He called as he popped her mug on her bedside table and then around to his.
Coming into the bedroom in a vest and shorts, Ana smiled a little to Christian, holding onto her tube of cream. "Hey…"
Looking to his wife he smiled before frowned a little. "You okay?"
Ana gave a little nod. "Just feeling a bit sick…"
Christian pouted to her before he popped his mug down before moving over to her. "You are looking a bit peaky. Maybe this hot chocolate will perk you up." He smiled to her before he then looked down to the cream in her hands then looked to her. "You want me to…" He began his voice a whisper.
"Yes." Ana confirmed looking to him. "I want you to do this to me every day…"
Christian looked to her. "Are you sure?"
Ana nodded to him. "The more we do it the better it'll be." She whispered to him as she offered him the tube.
Taking the tube off her he smiled. "Go sit down." He told her before he then quickly changed into his pyjama pants, folding his trousers up and popping them onto the back of the chair before tossing his boxers and shirt into the laundry bin.
Ana moved into the bedroom more, going around to her side of the bed she slowly lowered herself onto the bed, moving her pillows up against the headboard she then rested against her pillows, bringing her legs up onto the bed.
Watching her, Christian then climbed onto the bed, waiting for Ana to get comfy he then moved closer to her, his eyes moving to her thighs. Those burns were worse than all her others and a part of him suspected as to why Jack burnt her that bad on her thighs. Opening the cream he squeezed some onto his fingers before he looked to Ana. "Are you sure?"
Ana looked to him and nodded before she looked down to her thighs. "They look so…ugly…" She whispered with a frown.
"But they'll never make you ugly." He whispered to her as he gently applied the cream to burns, being as gentle as he could. Finishing up he wiped the remaining residue in his pyjama pants before he then looked to her. "You could be covered in these and it would never change how beautiful you are."
Ana looked to him before she looked down to her thighs once more, a sigh passing her lips. "He said…" She began trying not to cry before rubbing her forehead a little. "He said after he first burnt my thigh that by the time he's finished that you'd never want to go with me again…" She blink backed the tears. "And a part of me believed him…"
"Baby that would never happen…."
"I know." She whispered as she looked to him. "But he would get so angry with me…I was more scared of what he was going to do to me, not that you'd never want me again." She looked to her thighs. "He made these burns worse knowing they'd take ages to heal…knowing that we couldn't get intimate properly."
Pressing a kiss to her head he looked to her. "But it would never stop us. Not forever." He whispered to her. "Sure it's hard going from being at it all the time to nothing…but right now my priority is getting my wife back to health…sex isn't a factor when you're hurt." He gently took her hand and bought it up to his lips as he kissed her knuckles. "When the time comes for sex again…I'll make sure it's extra special and it will be when YOU'RE ready." He promised with a soft smile.
Ana looked to him in awe before she smiled and happily curled into her husband, pressing a kiss to his chin. "I love you." She whispered to him.
"I love you too." He whispered to her before he grabbed his hot chocolate and took a sip before he smiled down to his wife. "Mrs Jones showed me how to make these. Now I can make them all the time for you."
Ana smiled up to him, sitting up a little she grabbed her own mug, taking a sip before she happily stayed curled into Christian, holding her mug close to her as she just stayed close to Christian trying to ignore the sick feeling. She had only had that one spell of morning sickness and she was hoping it wouldn't get any worse. Sipping her hot chocolate now and again, Ana's eyes soon fell shut as she drifted off to sleep.
Happily to just stay curled up with his wife, he lent his head down on hers, drinking his hot chocolate he then looked down to Ana and smiled a little. Seeing she had nodded off he gently took her mug from her hands and popped the mugs on the side before he then gently moved Ana to lie down. Pressing a kiss to her forehead he laid down next to her, bringing the covers over them as he stayed close to her as he closed his eyes. Things were on the up. Things were going to get better, he could feel it.